So despite, or maybe because of, the most eclectic collection of tunes so far this year, including compressed renditions of Springsteen's "Thunder Road," Elton John's "Daniel," a Don Williams song not written by Don Williams, and an opener sung in Portuguese, these TortoiBilly choices never mesh. In fact, they feel as random as a lottery draw, leaving the performances cold, more world-weary than tired, and marked by an absence of discernible emotion. As yearning an album title as has ever been, The Brave and the Bold is an antithetical exercise that, like an aging grappler's headlock, is really no exercise at all.